― Tracer Hand, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Omar, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
And until I can play my own electric guitar (well! play it well!) with my own band (that last part's the nevergonnahappen bit), I will.
The plastic ear-pieces are weird though. They should come from a science fiction story.
― Lyra, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Classic, naturally.
― Sean, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― nathalie, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― glenn mcdonald, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Jason, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
The falsehood of this is pretty much what underlies all the subjectivity/objectivity arguments on this board lately.
Recorded music beats live music because it takes the music out of the control of the producer and into the control of the conumer - simple (OK, complex in implicaton terms) as that.
― Tom, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dave q, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark s, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Mike Hanle y, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
If it wasnt for recorded music I'd be stuck listening to fiddle music 8 or 9 monthes of the year.
Tighten them strings boys, its time for jig.
― zacko, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Josh, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sterling Clover, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
But come on, now! Do you want to hear Brian Blade canned in your stereo, or do you want to watch him generate a hurricane at the Vanguard?
― Matt H, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― the pinefox, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
That sounds exactly like books. Are books bad, too? Taking away the spontaneity and true art of oral recitations?
But this is my point too: most of my friends listen to a CD or twelve every day. Isn't it sort of like compulsively re-reading your diary, or looking at different holiday pictures on a daily basis?
No, that's different. You see, your diary and your holiday pictures don't need to be reviewed on a daily basis. It's your life, so you remember it. It's not like re-reading someone else's diary every day, not quite, because music often elicits instant emotional responses while you have to "figure out" the lyrics.
This makes Tom's point, I think. (I'm not sure that the "consumer" is more helpless confronted with nonrecorded music, however. I suppose the nonrecorded is less portable, hence less malleable in that sense. But you can always lug it around in your memory.)
All music is live music.
― Frank Kogan, Monday, 30 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Frank Kogan, Tuesday, 31 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Didn't John Cage originally object to having his music recorded? And is it because of recording that on tour musicians will play songs with the same "improvisations" at each show?
On the thread about theater, someone mentioned how film has made us embarrassed to watch live actors. I noticed that I sometimes feel embarrassed watching bands. But this may be cos everyone stands close to the stage when it's general admission. This is a tangent - there was a review in the paper a while back about the performance of John Cage's work in the Netherlands. People were free to roam and watch several simultaneous performances. The reviewer felt that the audience didn't give the performers enough space, that the problem was severe enough to affect the quality of the performances. I wouldn't want to step in on a performer's space, but I think it's best when there's common ground, even if imagined.
― youn, Tuesday, 31 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Not only that, but *I* object to having his music recorded.
― the pinefox, Tuesday, 31 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― your long-suffering mom, Tuesday, 31 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Patrick, Tuesday, 31 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Tuesday, 31 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Lyra, Wednesday, 1 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)